Chapter 19 - Actions Have Rewards I

That's it. This is certainly not a misunderstanding. She's doing it knowingly. Ron was now sure. But why?

He felt the heat in his loins rise. A teacher flirting with him was an entirely different feeling, more arousing if he was to be honest.

However, she stepped away from him suddenly and went to help other students. Ron felt a sense of loss and a little hungry at the view of her fleeting behind, moving with alluring twists of her waist. She was a tall and slender woman hiding curves under her robes.

"Those of you who still can't see the star formation raise your hands."

After that, she quickly helped everyone. But none of them received the same treatment as Ron did. At times, when she came to help him, she leaned in so close and used her hands to guide everything.

Eventually, the class also came to an end since bedtime neared.

I won't be able to sleep if I don't get an answer. Ron felt frustrated, wanting to know her reasoning. So, he volunteered to clean up the place and put away all the tools and spare telescopes. He sent off Harry and Hermione first and waited for the rest of the class to leave.

A few minutes later, he walked behind Aurora Sinistra, holding her personal telescope. He couldn't help but stare at her figure as she walked the whole time, silently wondering what was under those loose robes.

But soon, they arrived at her office, and he placed the telescope near the window. It was a regular room with a large table, chairs, and a library, albeit with a few astronomy-related artifacts here and there.

"Professor." Before leaving, he stood beside the door and asked her straightforwardly. "Are you alright?"

Sinistra had just settled her hat on the table. But she never sat down, and stood against the table's edge, her hips against it. "What you did by capturing the Dark Lord, and then his most loyals… I will never forget your valor. Your actions hold a personal closeness to me."

Ron realized she wasn't a maniac and calmed down. "What do you mean, Professor? I just did what was right."

She smiled, a rare sight on her lips. Truthfully, she looked beautiful with her long black hair in a tight bun and her dark eyes shining. "That is why it means all the more to me. My boggart was the Dark Lord, Mr. Weasley."

Ron gulped again, noticing how she had started to unbutton her olive robes from her front, widening the neck more and more, revealing the rising curves of her globes below her dress. "W-Why were you so afraid of him?"

"Because I was a victim of his madness during the first war," Sinistra answered and began walking towards Ron, eventually standing behind him and unashamedly wrapping her arms around his neck, feeling his broad shoulders against her chest. "When you defeated him, I gained back a lost piece of myself. Because of you, I don't feel afraid anymore."

She eventually placed her chin on his shoulder, her hands slowly climbing up his torso and chest from behind. The sound of her warm breath tickled Ron's ear, low and sultry, with a hint of longing. Her hands continued to move down, exploring a fairly prone area of his body.

Ron was taken aback, but he couldn't deny feeling a little excited. Her hands were so soft and nimble, one stopping on his belly while the other continued down towards the growing bulge on his pants. It started cupping the small hill between his legs, slowly squeezing her fingers to caress and knead his rising erection, causing it to stiffen up fully.

Ron knew he liked her hands touching him there. She was a desirable woman, after all. And the way she spoke, it felt like he had earned this one. "I'm… glad I could help, Professor."

"Just a little…" She suddenly unbuttoned his pants and pushed her palm under the waistband, and captured his member. "more help… tonight. You've been so good in class, Mister Weasley."

Her slender digits encircled his straining shaft, slowly gliding up and down. Her other hand got busy unbuckling his belt, unbuttoning, and pulling down his zipper. Her honey-soft mounds uncontrollably pressing on his back.

"You deserve some extra points." She finally pulled out his girthy male member, gently stroking him. Her other hand went back down to massage his family jewels, causing Ron to shiver all over.

"Wha-What do I have to do to… Get extra points?" Ron pursed his lips, trying not to sound out his craving with a grunt. He could hear the way her tongue licked her own lips, and gulp in thirst, slightly wet.

At last, she allowed his pants to fall down and lowered his underwear from behind.

"It won't be difficult, but certainly 'hard' work," she said as her hands kept moving, stroking and caressing in all the right places. Her tongue started licking his ear, nibbling his lobule.

"I can do… hard work." Ron's neck wiggled a little, ticklish from her touch. "I'm a hard-working… student, after all."

"Wonderful," Sinistra replied with a hint of playfulness in her tone. Her ample bosom still pressed against his back, squishing and swaying with her movements. She was enamored by his boyish charm and young body, wanting to examine every part entirely.

She definitely knows what she's doing. Ron couldn't believe how easy it was for him to get this close to one of the younger professors in school.

Sinistra suddenly turned him by the shoulders, looking at him straight in the eye. There was a subtle glint in her irises as her gaze slowly went down towards his extended member, fully erect and at her disposal. A smile grew on her plump lips.

She took off her dark outer robe and got down on her knees right in front of him. Her tongue extended, sliding down the length of his cock. His cock twitched, clearly knowing what was in-store.

As she parted her delicate lips, her fingers kept moving up and down his shaft, constantly titillating his need. She kissed his swollen head, wetting the tip of his greed. His cock entered her mouth slowly, feeling the sucking sensation slurp him in little by little. Her face moved closer and closer to his base every time she bobbed her head and harshly sucked when she pulled back all the way.

The long and drawn-out vacuum of her mouth quickly caused him to stiffen up like a lightning rod, iron-hard. Sinistra could feel how stiff he was on her tongue, flicking his manhood and sucking on his head from time to time. Her hands worshiped his balls, stroking every responsive spot on his skin.

Aye, it seems I'm still as lucky as ever. Ron wallowed inside while watching Sinistra lap up his cock's length and lick him all over. Her pale brown lips suckled him to drain his seeds out. Her tongue probed the little tip of his cock.

"Umm… As big as I expected. Half the mark already…" She mumbled from the corners of her lips, licking and pecking his girth with fluttery kisses. Her saliva covered his long, rock-hard erection entirely as it trembled, begging for more.

"Now for your full… assessment," Sinistra giggled as she stood back up, placing her hand on Ron's chest while the other pulled off her hairpin that kept her twisted hair in a tight bun. Her lustrous twilight locks of curls slid down her deep, sultry nape and shoulders.

She gently pushed him, little by little towards the table behind him with one hand. Her other hand unbuttoned the flowery one-piece dress she always wore.

When she finally tugged on the green ribbon around her midsection, letting her entire dress fall to the floor, Ron was already half sitting on her desk, shrugging his school robes off.

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